Once upon a time, not so long ago
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike, he's down on his luck, it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day, working for her man
She brings home her pay for love, for love
She says, "We've got to hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love, we'll give it a shot"
Oh, we're half way there
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Tommy got his six string in hock
Now he's holdin' in what he used to make it talk so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers, "Baby, it's okay, someday"
We've got to hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love, we'll give it a shot
Oh, we're half way there
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Oh, livin' on a prayer, livin' on a prayer
Ooh, we've got to hold on, ready or not
You live for the fight when that's all that you've got
Oh, we're half way there
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Oh, we're half way there
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Oh, we're half way there
Oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Oh, livin' on a prayer
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